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Oh Lambourn was dreadful when I lived there too! I could tell all sorts of tales about the folks that live there including some very raucous Sunday lunch parties that invariably descended into poker games involving large amounts of alcohol and the removal of clothing. And photographic evidence. On one occasion an assistant trainer decided he needed to return to Lambourn mid afternoon from one of these lunches. During the five minute drive he was pulled over by a police car. The officer asked him to wind down his window. Sitting there stark b*llock naked he said to the officer “I’m terribly sorry if my driving was somewhat erratic. You see we seem to have run out of port so I was just popping home to get another bottle.”